Sunday Sun by Garrett T. Capps Lyrics

Turn on the lights, the binge is done
At least for today
I wouldn't have stopped
But I didn't fall asleep with any pain
And the morning sure felt empty
'Til we [called/caught?] each other's [blame?]
And there's somethin' about that Sunday sun
Makes us feel this way

My daddy liked to drink a bit
Until his dying day
I tried to get him to give it up
But he never really changed
There's a distant fear inside us both
As reckless as it's strange
And there's somethin' about that Sunday sun
Makes us feel that way

If Jesus really did the work
The Bible verses claim
Then I should have listened more in church
Instead of runnin' away
And at times I know there's at least one god
Blowin' on in through the rain
And there's somethin' about that Sunday sun
Makes me feel this way
Some have got that blueish blood
While others have got it gray
And some have just got wine and whiskey
Floatin' through their veins
And some just try to let love in
And give it just the same
And there's somethin' about that Sunday sun
Makes me feel that way